You tell me Im wrong
For my beliefs
You tell me Im wrong
Because of the way I dress
You tell me Im wrong
Because of the music I listen to
I look at you and all I see are sheep
Sheep who follow the crowd
Sheep that pass judgement on people
Because they do not follow the same crowd
Just because they choose not to follow that crowd
They are treated different
They are tormented
They are tortured
The life you have handed to us isnt right
Just because we chose to be different
Doesent mean we are not good people
A good person is a good person
No matter how they dress
The type of music they listen to
Or based on their beliefs
If the world could see its self
Through my eyes
It would realize
How fucked up it is
